At Stanford University, students have start-ups, the professors are Google investors and Mark Zuckerberg pops in to give lectures

The laughter is manic and cacophonous – the kind you might find in a
lunatic asylum.

Forty of the brightest university students in America are chortling and
guffawing, clutching their sides, bending over double. The hilarity is the
result of a warm-up exercise designed to ready them for a class in
“creativity and innovation”. The game goes like this: a student must tell a
joke they have made up on the spot. The joke must follow the following
formula: “One hundred and eighty-five [insert something] walk into a bar.
The barman says, ‘We don’t serve [blanks] here.’ The [blanks] say
[insert